Lilly Rose return

Arranged marriage or love marriage

Finally Andrew went back to the castle, and when Olivia asked him about her daughter, he couldn't hide it from her, and told her that she went to wedding dresses boutique with her sisters, Olivia was so mad hearing his words.

She sat down on the sofa, her expression stern. Andrew stood before her, his hands clasped behind his back, waiting for her next command. "I said we have to keep our eyes on her and see what she does," Olivia repeated, her voice low and dangerous. "We can't trust Lily Rose, and we don't know what she's going to say to Eva. If she tells her anything, I'll make sure you and your family pay for it."

Andrew swallowed hard, feeling a knot form in his stomach. He had been working with the family for years, and he knew how ruthless Olivia could be when she was crossed. "Yes, ma'am," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

She called her daughter asking her why she didn't went to Nia's boutique to her appointment, she said that she will not wear her horrible dresses on her big day.".  Olivia couldn't hold herself. With an angry voice, she said, "Lily Rose is with you at the boutique, isn't she?" she demanded.

Eva hesitated, unsure of how to respond. Lily Rose had asked her not to tell their mother that she was there, but she didn't want to lie either. "Yes, she is," she admitted finally.

"I thought I told you to stay away from her," Olivia snapped, her anger palpable. "Do you have any idea what she's capable of?"

Eva was feeling a sense of unease settle in her stomach. She knew that her mother and sister didn't get along, but she had never been privy to the details of their feud. She hung up the phone, and Lily Rose looked at Eva with concern in her eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked. "What happened? Why are you and your mother so nervous and tense? I don't understand."

Eva shook her head, looking troubled. "I don't understand either," she admitted. "She thinks that you can hurt me. The old Canan is gone now. Tell me, please, what happened between you both in the past?"

Lily Rose sighed, feeling great that she made Olivia afraid of her. "She might be worried and afraid to share you with me," she said. "But this happens between mothers and daughters. Don't be sad. Let's choose your dress."

Eva nodded, trying to push away her worries. "I can't believe how hopeless she's become," she said, her voice low. "But you're right. Let's focus on something positive."

The sound of the front door opening alerted Mr. Tom, who was sitting in the living room watching TV. "Hey, what's up?" he called out to his son Simon. "Did you just come home?"

Simon walked in, looking a bit tired. "No, it's been about two hours that I came back home. I just wanted to take a walk around," he replied.

Mr. Tom furrowed his brow. "But weren't you with Eva? Why did you come back early?"

Simon hesitated for a moment before answering. "Eva had some work to do," he said finally.

Mr. Tom looked at his son suspiciously. "Look at me, you didn't have a fight, did you? If you're angry, we can change things accordingly."

Simon shook his head. "No, no, there was no fight. They went to look at wedding dresses, dad. They had already planned it."

Mr. Tom let out a sigh, his face softening. "Look at me, you know how much sacrifice I've made for this marriage to happen," he said, his voice tinged with emotion.

Simon nodded, understanding the weight of his father's words. "I know, dad," he said quietly.

"I'm tired of collecting everything you've left behind, fixing everything," Mr. Tom continued. "You are the last hope for me."